4:27 am

 It's 4:27 am

I woke up to stoke the fire
And you were Inside my head
Once I had the coals gathered
The kindling lit and the flames roaring
For a moment I pushed away the thoughts
And opened pandora's box of emotions
These feelings that are the precursors of
Thought
Have been so overwhelming for some months
They're defying rationalization
No simple definition will contain them
Love, lust, infatuation
All fall short
It's 4:36 am
And the fire is hot
I already anticipate the sorrow
When I lay back down
And the realization that
Holding you, waking up with you
Are no longer options
Its 4:41 am
And I'm considering just
Staying up
Watching the sunrise
I'm afraid that these thoughts and feelings
Won't cease when I lay down
But intensify
When I close my eyes